Back on the farm in Summer

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I trailered a towable man lift (bucket lift) from Georgia to New York. The thing that made it eventful is that I had to drive my truck. My 2017 Chevy 3500 HD service truck (with only 31k miles) is not my Tesla. I have grown very accustomed to the Tesla self-driving, navigation and general hi-tech luxury. The truck, although I am very fond of my truck, is stressful and expensive to drive compared to the Tesla. Being on the farm alone has been an eye opener. I had forgotten how quiet and in-nature this place is. Very occasionaly a car or plane comes by and disrupts the void, but only occasionally. It has been very reflective. It is the first time I have been up here from Georgia without a specific date I must be back for... or so it seems. "All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone."-- Blaise Pasacal mid 1600s. I guess I am working on humanity's problems. It can take a lot out of you. I feel good about some of the pics I ha...

I am not going flying this weekend. I am taking it off. There sure is a lot to the notion of knowing your limits when you have a pilots license. Although there is a lot to go through to get your license there is a lot of trouble that can be found out there, for sure. I suppose that is what they want you to realize as part of the training.

My Blackberry croaked this week. It woke up dead. I went through 5 stages

  • 1.) Denial. It just didn't get charged, that's it.
  • 2.) Anger. It must have got dropped, shit. Who could have done that?
  • 3.) Bargaining. I will take the battery and the SIM card out, that'l fix it.
  • 4.) Depression. Shit, now what am I going to do. I need to check my schedule quick.
  • 5.) Acceptance. Heh. I don't feel that chain and that heavy weight around my neck, kinda feeelsss OKkkk.






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